Morgan Cox

“I thought I told you once not to let your prettiness get to your head,” she says.   “Just had to check that you still think I’m pretty.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“I would kill for you, and I have. I would do it again, every damn day. I’d turn myself inside out for you. I would die for you. I don’t just like you, Sloane, and you fucking know it.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“I love you, Rowan,” I blurt out. I take only a moment to register the shock in Rowan’s expression before I barrel into him, wrapping his solid body in my embrace. His heart hammers beneath my ear as I press my face to his chest.  His arms fold around me, one hand threading into my hair as he lays a kiss to the crown of my head. “I love you too, Sloane. So fucking much. But the restaurant was probably a giant clue.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“You have never been unlovable. You were just waiting for someone who will love you for who you are, not for who they want you to be. I can do that, if you'll let me.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird